Rustys day of hooter hell starts with a brisk tit spanking in a almost any unusual setting. She is shackled and her love melons are undressed and tortured, outdoors on a Brooklyn street, in broad daylight. Then in the snug confines of the bdsm area, the torment of her bumpers proceeds. Rusty squirms and squeals below Ricks firm hands. After some serious nipp pinching, Rick removes Rustys pants and stuffs em into her throat. Next, a healthy dose of extraordinary tit restraint bondage. Ropes so severe and taut that the action itself becomes a form of pain. A brutal couple of metallic pliers crushing down on a youthful damsels delicate, swollen nipps. Not even Master Rick would be so brazen as to commit such a horrific action. Or would this chab?